Best Line Of Work Poems

I: in the 70s

At sixteen, looking through a magazine,
I came across the picture of a girl
whose character was Mary Ellen in
“The Waltons” show I watched on Thursday nights.
Her look was that of mine when I made up
my face and styled my hair a certain way.
It...

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You’re selling drugs to your own people; you’re like a terrorist bomb 
                              but twice as...

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Time waits for no one. Isn’t that great?
If it waited on us, it would end up too late.

We think we’re the master of our time controlled realm,
But Time is the faster man at the helm.
What we witness now is already gone.
When? Where? and How? is...

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They formed a posse and it was loaded

Three experienced  at tracking

And their guide

He was a one-legged kangaroo

No one dared to waltz with him

Even Matilda kept clear

The heat  was unbearable

Australia

And no one liked bank robbers

Crossing upstream the three rode through rapids

One horse was bitten...

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I call her name in my sleep 
                 No, not this day 
            The gods won't let me...

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I worked in a bowlin' place settin' pins,

Tryin' not to let a ball break my shins!

In those days of yore, pins were set by hand,

And you had to hustle to beat the band!

I was around fourteen when I was hired,

And was around fourteen when I...

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The HR person called me in… I was turning gray… Was he even twenty-one?
I wondered if the interview would go well, as he did fung shui the chairs around.
Offered a caramel expresso mocha late decaf, I told him I took my coffee black.
Alas my friend,...

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LINES

We LINE up in traffic, or clear out the door, 
And there are BEELINES we make, to the seashore.
Get mad and we're "DRAWING A LINE IN THE SAND," 
He USES A LINE when he asks for her hand.

You're in A LINE OF WORK, it's where...

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THE RIDE

I got a horse named Sam, a dog named Joe, 
and my old Chevy truck.
In the front of my trailer is my saddle and bridle 
with a horseshoe thrown in for luck.

Got my bedroll and boots, one change of clothes, 
just enough money for...

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Tacita leaned in close and lowered her voice a tad. “So tell me, Jack. What’s your real name?"

"You don’t really want to know who I am. You just think you do. Aye, the public loves its monsters – as long as we keep our distance....

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Sent down from Heaven, their jobs are sure tough
But they don’t fly away when the going gets rough
They rise to the challenge to bring back wonder and hope
Failure does not happen in their line of work
Cuz’ Angels, no Angels,  they don’t sing the blues

Angels...

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by Rachel Dunkerque AKA Carolyn V. Crawford
(lyric and melody)

I took the time to scratch your hair
I took the time to clip your nails
And I even picked the pimples from the velvet of you face
Ironed your socks, your underwear
Kept them looking close to new
Till you turned...

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Standing at the fork in the road,
I don’t know which way to go.
I watch a girl stand there crying,
Running to and fro.
Her tears fall to the floor,
There’s nobody there to catch,
Her heart as it sinks within,
Darkness’ safe with a latch.
The woman she was so beautiful,
In...

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alone in this world of chaos and destruction
fighting to survive in a world with lost hopes
my dreams of freedom becomes just an illusion
while i strive for the stars and stripes we once use to see as a blessing that has 
now became nothing more then...

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Office Worker At Sunrise

Early to bed early to rise, makes one healthy and wise....
Ready yourself, it is a new day with each sunrise....

Spring quickly out of bed, put some life into it....
Grab a quick bite, got to start the day right....

Grab your bag, hit the...

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